North Palmira
St. Petersburg. This is a dark, cold December morning with slowly lighting bakery lights, city dwellers rushing to the subway,
fine snow, and centuries-old damp building walls.
Pikelet with powdered sugar around the corner, hot cocoa, looking at the grand stucco of the house across the street.
Refinement, grandeur, courtyards-wells, wonderful lanterns, and pastry shops that lure with their cinnamon rolls and marzipan.
Train stations, tourists, art, and a lot of books in hands, on tables, forgotten by someone on the bridges.
A city with dignity, dark mysterious canals. Inspiring.
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